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Post by Natallia Anzhela Romanov on Oct 31, 2010 11:59:26 GMT -5
out of control You know what the Kiss of Death is like, you say? Well, then I guess you know that a Vampires Kiss is the same thing.
Natallia yawned, a movement that was actually unnecessary. She was just so bored! Her loyalest followers were out hunting, her others were all still at the mansion, and her 'human property' was... well, mostly non existent to say the least. She needed more. The dungeons seemed oh so empty.
That was why she had decided to come here, to a club. She had only one of her members with her, a loyalist named Anabella. Stepping into the bar, she looked at her loyalist. "Ana, go and have a bit of fun," she told her. "I'm gonna go and do a bit of... shopping." There was a devilish smile on her lips, one the screamed trouble. And trouble was what she was going to get.
Anzhela was dressed in a very ostentatious outfit. A black and blood red skirt, black tights, red heels, and a black and red strapless top. The top cut off just above her tattoo, her symbol. Few actually understood what the tattoo stood for and those who did rarely ever said talked to her.
But she wanted people to talk to her. She let her gray eyes examine the area. There wasn't much to do. But at least they were playing good music. A song by the Russian band 'Tatu' was echoing through the room. She quickly found the beat and made her way to the dance floor.
Her hips swayed from left to right, her hands over her head, and a smile on her lips. She moved slowly and seductively. 'Now to wait,' she thought, dancing to the song.
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Post by Sammael on Oct 31, 2010 12:30:19 GMT -5
Sam had stepped into the earth realm just moments after the sun had set. He arrived at is condo on the top floor of one of his companies buildings and realized that he did not have any human female companions for tonight. The made him slightly upset, but instead of just sitting around he decided to go out and party and see what he could find.
That is why he decided to go to the closest club near is companies' building. He arrived here alone and showed up in his normal attire with his black suit with his blood-stained colored silk dress shirt and his skull cane. He surveyed the room as he entered the club and could not see that many people that struck his fancy. He then moved down the stairs to the main floor and sat on a stool and ordered a shot of vodka. "Now I wonder who I could take up to my place tonight?" As he scanned the room he caught a whiff of something that he never expected to smell in a place like this. It was the smell of death. Him being a demon and having done been dealt with plenty of vampires and necromancers in his past, he was not able to distinguish the smells. He did know, however that one was in here. He had been searching for a necromancer for a while but angels and hunters had been killing a lot of them off. "This might be my lucky night if this IS a necro and it is a beautiful woman too."
He then finished off his vodka and began to follow the sent. He began to walk in the direction of a beautiful woman who was dressed in black and blood red skirt, black tights, red heels, and a black and red strapless top. She was a very gorgeous blonde and he knew then that this was the origin of the smell. He saw her dancing and thought to himself "Either way this is a good night. Now lets just see if I can woo her."
He then moved up right behind her and began to dance with her seeing if she would allow him to continue. Now he would wait to see what happened.
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Post by Natallia Anzhela Romanov on Oct 31, 2010 12:48:16 GMT -5
out of control You know what the Kiss of Death is like, you say? Well, then I guess you know that a Vampires Kiss is the same thing.
Dancing, she had almost lost her sense of the world... but she was still rather attentive the the on-goings around her. A very peculiar scent filled her nostrils. It wasn't human nor were... what was it? She tried to not think of it in anyway, though.
That was, not until she felt the presence of someone behind her. The old vampire smiled, that peculiar scent ever stronger. She let herself move even slower, more seductively, and smiled. This was no human, but it would get them riled up, now wouldn't it? After a few moments, she turned, still dancing, and looked the creature in the eyes. 'A demon? Oh, this is a good night, isn't it?' she asked herself, still smiling.
Natallia place her hands on his shoulders and continued to dance. "What is a stunning... demon such as yourself doing in a club like this?" she asked with a smile. "Then again, I have no reason to complain no do I?"
She paused in her speech but not her movements. "Do you have a name?"
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Post by Sammael on Oct 31, 2010 13:03:58 GMT -5
Sam felt the curvature of the female's body moving slower and more seductively. He then knew that she was enjoying the feel of his body and the caress of his touch. Then after a few moments of getting his "attention", she turned around and peered him in the eyes and with a sort of shocked look on her face asked him "What is a stunning... demon such as yourself doing in a club like this?" Sam was surprised by her calmly asked question and her very precise placement of what he was. Before he could answer she followed her other question with another "Then again, I have no reason to complain now do I?"
Sam thought about the question for a brief second and realized that this was a vampire. Her touch and her actions gave her away. He then said, "I was lonely so I came to see what fun I could have and I am not complaining either... vampire." He spoke her true nature with a slightly darker tone than the rest of his sentence due to their surroundings. "So why are you out and about? Hunting? and my name is Sam" He knew the answer to the question already due to the fact that vampires only think and act upon one thing, FOOD. He awaited her response, but all the while running his hands all over her body to please her.
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Post by Natallia Anzhela Romanov on Oct 31, 2010 13:37:18 GMT -5
out of control You know what the Kiss of Death is like, you say? Well, then I guess you know that a Vampires Kiss is the same thing.
Natallia smiled, chuckling to herself. Even when he seemed to say what she was in that dark intonation, she still laughed. She was what she was, there was nothing she could do about it. And she loved being a vampire. "A lonely demon? Now isn't that a bit dangerous?" This was a rhetorical question, though if he answered it, she wouldn't care.
Then he asked her why she was 'out and about. She simply winked at him. "I guess you could say that." She let her eyes wander for a moment, just a moment though. "I have also come to go property shopping, if you know what I mean. Though... this is just as good."
She realized that he hadn't answered her question. "May I know what your name is?" She asked again.
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Post by Sammael on Oct 31, 2010 13:55:16 GMT -5
Sam caressed her body with his. He was enjoying himself a lot, maybe a little too much. He had never reacted this way towards a vampire before. He usually would either kill them, ignore them, or mess with their minds; but instead, he was enjoying himself for once. He could feel the sway of her hips and the feel of her cold skin caress him. It felt good to him. He was almost completely gone when she asked him his name again. He had forgotten to answer her question from before. He relied, "Oh I almost for got... You can call me Sam." He knew that if he would reveal his true name that she could summon him at her whim and sense that would piss him off he just told her his nick name. "I hope she doesn't want to know my true name because she will just have to settle for my nick name for now," Sam thought to himself.
Sam then turned to her and said, "So what kind of "property" are you looking for? Maybe I could help you find some." Sam said with a smile. He then began to message her chest and try to begin to seduce her. He knew that she would love this and hoped that she would return his actions with her own. "Does that feel good?" He asked. He had forgotten to ask for her name. "What is your name gorgeous?" He awaited her response.
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Post by Natallia Anzhela Romanov on Nov 1, 2010 7:33:17 GMT -5
out of control You know what the Kiss of Death is like, you say? Well, then I guess you know that a Vampires Kiss is the same thing.
Natallia continued to chuckle softly to herself. This was a whole lot better than the night she had in mind. This demon was getting a bit comfortable with her for her tastes, but then again, rarely any males, mortal or otherwise, ever tried to act like this around her. She liked it. She, too, was enjoying herself a bit much, though.
He finally gave her a name. ”Sam? A Demon named Sam?” she giggled, that malicious gleam still in her eyes. ”Well, I guess it’s alright. A bit… English for my likings,” she finished up in a whispered. In her head, she was a bit disappointed. He was going to tell her his full name sooner or later. Having a demon she could summon at will would be rather useful. Oh well, she wasn’t going to show any of her disappointment on the outside.
Then he went to property and Nat’s devilish grin reappeared. ”My kind of property. The kind the coils in fear by simply placing an illusion in their head.” She did a twirl as if it was a part of her dance before continuing in her so called ‘manipulation and seduction’ of the demon. Her twist was suppose to signal the humans around them. But just in case. ”Humans.”
She felt his touches and felt great joy. Natallia was going to have to repay this favor sooner or later. But this public place was not it. She simply let her body do the talking for her. ”My name…” she paused in her speech, thinking of which name to give him. ”My name is Natallia Anzhela Romanov. But you can call me by whatever name you want,” she said with a wink of her eye. She wondered if this demon would know the Romanov name. A name of Russian royalty. Few remembered it, but she loved it when they did.
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Post by Sammael on Nov 1, 2010 23:16:36 GMT -5
Sam continued to enjoy her body with more liberty than he had expected. She was not making him stop and he would continue until she did. He kissed her neck softly and nibbled at it a little to tease her. He then heard her say, ”Sam? A Demon named Sam? Well, I guess it’s alright. A bit… English for my likings," This did not phase him. He knew that she was Russian and Russians were not too fond of anything English. That was the irony of it though. He was in fact as old as time. Before their was even such a thing a English, or Russian. He would never reveal his true name to her so his nick name would have to suffice. Although he could not tell a lie, he could; however, avoid a question all together and just ignore it. This time though he did not have to be rude like some of the other times. She did not pursue is name any further and he was happy she did so.
He then listened to her say that she was looking for property of humans. But he could tell a liar before they even speak. He knew what she had intended before she had met him but he realized that as soon as she saw him; her whole agenda changed. He smiled as he thought about it. [glow=red,2,300]"This vamp thinks she has her coils in me and that I am prey. What she don't know is that she is in fact what was being hunted."[/glow]
He then heard her say her name, "My name is Natallia Anzhela Romanov. But you can call me by whatever name you want" she said. He smiled with an aluring smile. He knew of the Romanov family all too well. He remembered the time when the patriarch of the Romanov family came to him with an offer of his soul. He remembered his request and the deal they struck. He knew of her royalty and she would work to his benefit on finding more souls and a powerful necromancer to do his bidding. Her servants that she kept around would provide good entertainment for him too. He then responded with [glow=red,2,300]"Your ancestor was quiet the gentleman you know? I remember when he came to me. To sell his soul. Did you know that?"[/glow] He knew this would get her attention and peak her interest. He was not able to lie but in telling the truth he was luring her into his web. He then awaited her response all the while kissing on her neck and running his hands up her inner thigh and caressing her.
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Post by Natallia Anzhela Romanov on Nov 3, 2010 20:08:40 GMT -5
out of control You know what the Kiss of Death is like, you say? Well, then I guess you know that a Vampires Kiss is the same thing.
She graciously accepted the attention, though thoughts began to pester her. And they were no hers. Anabella kept informing her of this and that. She also warned her. 'Do not stick around that demon too long. We have work to do, Leader,' she said. Even in her thoughts, she sounded worried. Being a vampire with telepathy could be agitating at times, especially when you have conversations in your head with others... but it had its benefits.
Natallia ignored the girl, of course. With this demon, it was different. She could hear the thoughts of humans but not of demons. She wanted to know what he thought... and if he believed her or not. Most would think such a thing was a lie. Most vampires didn't keep humans as pets and property for their own expense. Likewise, she was not most vampires. Humans were created to be owned by higher beings! That was what she was there for, to own them and feed off of them... And to rule.
The song began to take a slower pace so she slowed to match it. Her movements were perfect, almost as if she had choreographed it. Then he said something. Something that meant he knew of her ancestry... something rather dark in her families past that she had always thought to be an old wives tale to scare many. From what she had been told, Demos could not lie, it was impossible, so what he said had to be true. She immidiately became interested in what he had to say. "He sold his soul? For what? I thought that that was an old fairytale," she cooed.
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Post by Sammael on Nov 4, 2010 0:31:21 GMT -5
Sam felt the music change to a slower pace and felt her body slow down. He could still feel her grinding on him and getting him very worked up. He loved it. He ran his fingers through her hair and pulled on her hair just a little. He knew what he was doing and he wanted her body as much as she wanted his.
He was a little surprised that she even heard about the tale of when her ancestor sold his soul to him. Even if it was played off as a "fairytale" it was still a mystery to him that her family would even speak of it. He then tried to remember what her ancestor sold his soul for and at first he could not remember. He had taken so many souls it was hard for him to remember them all.
He finally remembered what it was the he and sold his soul for."Well if you really want to know. It was a very long time ago. He was a Romanian King at the time and they were at war with the Vikings to the north. He had only one heir to his throne and his son was not very experienced in battle. His son wanted to prove to his father of his worth so he went off to fight the Vikings. A few months later he had heard report of his son being severely wounded in battle. Although his son did recover, the wound had become infected and fever had set in. He would die soon and their was nothing they could do about it. Your ancestor then learned of me and called on me for aid. I agreed to spare his son but for the price of the Kings soul. He agreed and then a 2 weeks later, Both the King and his son were killed by Vikings. Although both were killed, his son did leave an heir that was born 9 months later and would eventually regain is forefathers homeland back. Of course that was almost 5000 years ago." Sam then smiled. He knew that he had her attention from then on. He awaited her response as he slipped his finger in her.
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Post by Sammael on Nov 6, 2010 7:15:48 GMT -5
(OCC: are you going to post?)
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